Little Bird First Flight Poem by james foulk

Little Bird First Flight



Little bird in the nest,
had to fly, had to test.

Feathers all grown,
has to make it all alone.

Wings spread out,
he knows what it's about.

Sours through the sky,
so very high.

Little bird first flight,
and now he's out of sight.

wrote 9-1-08

Thursday, November 20, 2008
Topic(s) of this poem: wings
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